The Wicked Man

In his arrogance he does seek The wicked man hunts down the weak, Those who are caught in the schemes he devises They become his followers his prizes. He boasts about the cravings of his heart From which he won't leave or depart, By his followers and worshippers he is adored He blesses the greedy and reviles the Lord. In his pride the wicked man does not seek him Never does he pray or worship or sing a hymn, He believes he should be the only one awed In all his thoughts there is no room for God. His ways are always popular and prosperous And he claims he is just like one of us, Laws by him are always rejected By his followers he is believed and protected. He sneers at all his enemies and his foes Hate and lies and anger upon them he bestows, His mouth is full of lies and threats Trouble and evil are under his tongue with no regrets. The wicked man doesn't understand how he can be judged How his name can be mocked and ridiculed and smudged, He believes that all he does is justified He has his fun and he believes he will never be penalized. Randy L. McClave